Strap-On Stories: Gangbang Bachelorette

Violet and Penny were getting married in two days. Violet had a surprise, one she’d kept quiet for weeks. She slipped the blindfold over Penny’s eyes and guided her down the stairs. The floor shifted from carpet to tile. Penny reached out, uncertain, until Violet took her hand and pressed it against the thick strap-on between her legs. “You feel that?” Violet whispered. Penny’s breath hitched. They kissed hard—open mouths, teeth clicking. When the blindfold came off, Penny blinked twice. Aaliyah and Melissa stood barefoot on the rug, bodies oiled and gleaming under the low lights. Violet slid an arm around Penny’s waist. “I wanted every fantasy you’ve ever whispered to come true before you say ‘I do.’” Melissa stepped in first, kissing one side of Penny’s neck while Aaliyah cupped both breasts from behind and squeezed. Fingers moved down Penny’s stomach, two hands, then four, sliding over slick skin and beneath the thin silk of her panties. Penny moaned when Aaliyah’s fingers parted her lips and teased her clit in slow circles. Melissa tugged the fabric aside and sank two fingers inside without warning. They steered her onto the couch. Violet dropped between her thighs, tongue hot and relentless. Aaliyah and Melissa each took a nipple, sucking hard, biting just enough to sting. Hands roamed everywhere—inner thighs, the dip of her waist, the backs of her knees—claiming every inch. Violet kept licking. Penny felt Aaliyah straddle her chest, pressing the tip of her strap-on against her lips. Melissa lifted Penny’s hips and pushed into her pussy in one long thrust. Penny choked on the rubber cock filling her mouth while Melissa fucked her in steady strokes. The two strap-ons switched places. Penny found herself on her hands and knees, face buried between Aaliyah’s legs, while Melissa lined up behind her. Aaliyah slid a well-lubed finger into Penny’s ass first, then the head of her cock. Pressure, then fullness. Two cocks now—thick, relentless—stretching her at once. Penny gasped, body clamping down, and came so hard her knees shook. They didn’t stop. Every time she trembled through another climax, they kept moving, kept filling her. The room smelled like sweat and sex; the only sounds were skin on skin and Penny’s broken, grateful moans.